These were by far the most paranormally active months of my life. It all started with an astonishing discovery. My mom was curious about the little girl ghost, so she contacted a medium online to read the house. At this point, I was a little hesitant towards mediums. After an hour long conversation, my mom got off the computer and she looked a little excited, but frightened at the same time. “Well.. From what she could get, there was a little girl during the depression that drowned saving her brother”. My heart sank when I realized that I had gotten it right, something that was becoming more numerous around this time. I was excited that I had gotten it right, but something seemed off about the house, like a new presence was about to make itself known. The nights were eerily calm in August, but the dream from early that summer kept coming back around when I slept. I couldn’t figure out why I was just dreaming about this now. I shrugged it off and never mentioned it to everyone. The first week of September was an eye opening one. A new spirit had taking up part of our house, a far darker one. I saw this spirit almost daily, and a feeling of dread kept growing inside me. I wasn’t the only one who was feeling it either, my mom and my other siblings felt the presence too. One day, my mom was going to get some things that could possibly help get rid of this new dark spirit. The tires in her car popped. Within a week, all three cars that we used had all broken down also. I feared the worst, whatever the spirit was, it was powerful and it didn’t want us to leave my house. The spirit retreated back into the shadows of the house. Around this time, my mom had gotten bad back pain and was on bed rest till it went away. After she was bed ridden, the spirit decided to make a grand appearance to me and my mother. To my mother, it appeared as a shadow with wings that would follow her everywhere. She was convinced that this was a demon, so she turned to Christianity to help her rid the demon from the house. A priest came out to bless the house. All seemed calm, for the moment. At school stranger and stranger things kept happening. The feeling behind my death dreams was growing stronger. In December, the song “apologize” by one republic kept playing when my iPod was on shuffle. My best friend and I also had a conversation about how losing your mother effects you. I walked into the house one day after school, and got the feeling of what it would be like to not have my mother in her room. I was very oblivious to what everything was pointing to.. The dreams, feeling and the signs that I was getting weekly.
By the end of December, my mother had been bed ridden for 3 months. The time Christmas came around, my mom looked like death. While she had been sick, there is no doubt that the spirits had something to do with this huge puzzle that my life had become. I would pay the price for not mentioning anything that I was feeling before the fact.
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No FicciónI've always seemed to be in tune with my surroundings, wether it be paranormal or the living. until recently, I never thought anything of it but now im writing out my stories trying to piece together the paranormal part of my life and see how my ab...
